Monday, January 26, 2015


Vinrelbine is given once a week for three weeks with one week off. On 1/8 and 1/19, I went to the infusion center where my port was accessed, labs drawn and the chemo infused. I chose Monday for my infusion day, so all the side effects would hit me before I had to go to work on the following Saturday.

I was supposed to get my third dose today, but my blood counts were too low and I have felt so miserable this month from all the nausea and vomiting. It's a pajama day for me.

Thursday, January 8, 2015


This week, I had a radiation consult to "map and zap" (Mark-speak) a tumor in my right and left shoulder to relieve pain. They where able to map one day and zap the next. After an hour long treatment- 30 min to each side- I was done.

The chemo I am starting is called Vinorelbine. They won't run it through a peripheral IV, because it can cause major tissue damage if it should leak out of the vein, so after all these years of resistance, today I had a portacath placed. 

This may not seem like a big deal to people who deal with these things all the time, but it is a big deal to me. It was the one small thing I felt I had control of. I told the surgeon that I wanted it placed so it would be covered by my bra. He was reluctant, because that's not where he would want it. It isn't his. It's mine. He ended up putting it where I asked him to. 


The port is under this glued-together incision.

PAC in action.

Sometimes, I feel like I losing my grip on a body that is no longer mine.